Fast Through the Villain, Sweet and Wild

It takes time to weave a dream, and Rong Huang has to spare some time.

Recently, Rong Huang has been so busy trying to evade the rights of those shareholders, she has been so busy like a spinning top that she doesn't even have time for beauty sleep.

In addition to being so irritable that he wanted to kill these shareholders with a small axe, Rong Huang became more determined to take all the rights into his hands.

Chairman, the black tea is ready.

Bai Heng's voice came from behind, Rong Huang turned around and took a look.

Since Rong Huang said a few days ago that he can wear whatever he wants, Rong Huang has never seen him in a suit again.

After all, he was a high-achieving student who had just stepped out of the ivory tower. Bai Heng's gentle and clear face was somewhat bookish, and his whole body was filled with a calm aura.

Rong Huang felt very comfortable getting along with him.

Rong Huang: Understood.

Secretary Li came back in the morning and placed the three members of the Mo family in the hotel.

Next, it's time to solve Mourning.

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Mourning was rushed to the hospital that day, and the examination found that the bridge of his nose was broken.

When Mourning learned about it, he was furious and clamored to call the police and sue Ronghuang in court.

But later the police came to the hospital and asked about the ins and outs of Mourning's incident, and the woman who brought Mourning to the hospital, and found that the confessions of the two people were completely different.

Mourning said that Rong Huang injured him, but the woman said that Mourning fell to the ground by himself.

Seeing that Mourning was very emotional, the police subconsciously thought that he was talking nonsense.

He even asked a doctor to check him for mental illness.

Mourning resisted desperately, and was finally injected with a tube of sedatives and sent for examination.

The result is naturally the absence of mental illness.

But the police seemed to believe that Mourning was deliberately framed, regardless of his being a wounded and delicate man, they reprimanded him for more than ten minutes on the spot.

After the police left, Mourning's face was so gloomy that he could drip water.

Rao Mourning is an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years, so he doesn't know what went wrong.

Why did that woman suddenly change her mind when she saw Rong Huang do something to her with her own eyes?

Rong Huang must have bought her with money.

It must be so.

The resentment towards Rong Huang in Mourning's heart climbed to the peak, during the hospitalization, no matter how much the women tried to please him, they never saw him smile.

The three of the Mo family went to the hospital and when they opened the door of Mourning's VIP ward, Mourning was on the phone with his company's assistant.

The assistant on the phone said that a few people from the court suddenly came to the company today, saying that the secretary of the chairman of the Rong family illegally embezzled 5 million from the company by taking advantage of his position.

And now the secretary handed over the five million to Mourning, ordering Mourning to return the five million to Rong as soon as possible.

What five million? When Mourning heard the number, his eyelids twitched, and he sat up abruptly, What does Rong's five million have to do with me?

With a click, the door of the ward opened.

Mourning thought it was a nurse, and without turning his head, he yelled at the door, Get out!

Then he continued to say to the assistant on the phone, Just tell the people in the court that I didn't know that the five million was embezzled by her privately, and all of this has nothing to do with me.

The three members of the Mo family stood at the door of the ward, looking at the angry Mourning with different expressions.

Unexpectedly, Mourning hasn't noticed yet, so he continued talking to his assistant, and finally said angrily, Okay, I'll give it to you, right?!

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone and looked towards the door, I'll let you go...

Mourning, who are you talking to?

A harsh and angry female voice sounded, Mourning frowned and looked over, his face suddenly froze.